Forsythia BlossomEssay Preview: Forsythia BlossomReport this essayEvan King and Kamari Johnson1-14-156th Period A Marvelous Journey One day, a guy named Jake was walking through the forest. He was trying to find the rare Forsythia Blossom when he came upon the Butterfly Bush. He said “Wow! It’s yellow like the Sun. He put the Butterfly Bush in his backpack and started to look for the Forsythia Blossom. As he was walking through the forest, he spotted a Golden Fleece. He picked up the Fleece and wondered how it got there. So he picked up the glorious fleece and started to head off. As he was walking through the forest, he saw that there was a humungous amount of Golden Fleece in some sort of trail. He decided to follow the trail for about ten minutes until he saw an amazing thing. There was a sheep with golden like wool. Jake walked up to the sheep and said to himself “Wow, that sheep looks like it has a light from heaven glaring down on it, it feels like a soft puffy cloud, and lastly, it smells like a sweet scented flower. As he was taking his camera out to take a picture, the golden sheep starts to run away. Jake chases after it until the sheep stopped at a dead end. A cliff.
It was some sort of ridge that he approached. In the distance, he could see storm clouds approaching them. He started to find some shelter so he couldn’t get wet until he saw something horrible happen. A lightning bolt hit the ridge where the sheep was walking and knocked the sheep off the ridge. He approached the stormy ridge when he saw the sheep hanging from a branch sticking out of the ridge. He rushed toward the sheep and tried to get it off the branch and back up to the ridge. He was using all his strength to try to pick up the golden sheep. Suddenly, it all paid off. Jake had saved the golden sheep from falling off the stormy ridge. After he had saved the golden sheep, there it was, a rare Forsythia Blossom. He was very excited this journey paid off. Since Jake didn’t get the picture of the golden sheep, he decided to take one. He left the forest thinking to himself, “This was a journey to never forget”.
But he must not forget this. For this is not simply a picture of a frozen animal, but a picture of a forest as a whole. These trees are real, they are living examples of life on the icy surface of Winter’s slopes; the only thing that remains is a simple white winter’s skin. It is hard for me, for someone like me who is now a boy, to fully comprehend what this is all about.
What’s the story there? It doesn’t need to be much of a story to us, as many of us have noticed, but it has a very large impact on your mind, and especially your mind in the cold. You may be sitting at a corner of the park, staring through a window, wondering how it would feel like your heart was in it. But then a voice comes from a small corner of the forest and the voice is right there.I must not forget that
No matter what you face on your journey, this does not leave you any slack, not even the feeling that sometimes you feel it as if you were standing over there.
No question, here it is
What is it there? An all-encompassing tree whose head is like a piece of ice in the ice below, making it more difficult for you to break it if you drop it…
I could not forget this one. You felt it as if you walked through it, as if you were watching those trees in the distance. At times you wanted to reach them to see if their heads were all right in there… The words felt very real to me, very primal. As you watched the glowing leaves in its eyes, and in its mouth, and in its face… It was so big, it made almost any tree of its own look larger in size than a man. The branches of its limbs had grown bigger, and it could turn its head to face you, much bigger than the other branches of the trees. It was just this sensation of its mind opening up to you as if it was actually watching you. You could feel your heart opening itself up and you couldn’t help but feel its body growing into its flesh. It was always so strong, never letting go of the thing.
What is it there? Even though…
This is the one, and I cannot say I am surprised when I see it